Monday, April 12, 2010

DRIFT

During our Winter’s stay at the Padre Island National Seashore, we made many trips down the beach. We were always amazed at the stuff that would drift up over night. Sometimes we would sit there gawking at some new item, speculating at it’s point of origin, or, how it even got in the water in the first place. Here is a few of those items.

What’s left of a pleasure boat hull.

Picnic table.

Jet Ski Hull.

This was the wheels, tires, rear axle and all, we wondered if maybe the rest of the truck was down there, out of sight, under the sand.

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Deep in the heart of the Ouachita Mountains of Arkansas, Mountainborn lives the ancient hunting lifestyle of his forebearers, while blending modern technology into his mountainer’s daily activities. Millitary skills learned in South East Asia during the Viet Nam era, compliment his woodsman’s techniques, and saturate his life.
Mountainborn’s Grandmother worried about her grandson while he was away in the military. She wrote a widely published poem about him titled MOUNTAINBORN, the name stuck.
He longed for those misty mountains, while overseas, but the ancient lifestyle was the thing that he missed the most. There was just something about roaming those remote mountains with a gun and a dog that he constantly dreamed of. His descriptions of the Ouachita mountains and hunting to provide for his family constitute the MOUNTAINBORN CHRONICLES.
Currently serving as Chief of Police, Larry Harmon lives with his wife Betty and retired drug dog Dillon at the foot of Cross Mountain, near Vandervoort, Arkansas.The MOUNTAINBORN CHRONICLES is dedicated to the memory of CLARA GANDY ANDERSEN.His Grandmother taught him to dream beyond the Mountains that surrounded him.